The Rain.
It falls on my face,
melting with my tears.
As I watch your sillohette disappear
in between the shafts
of moonlight.
Letting you go,
was it wrong?
was ir right?
I wonder if I'll ever know.
I lay on the grass,
dark clouds swarm overhead,
only the rain and me.
Wishing you were here instead
I run my fingers
through my hair
As I remember you,
hurt
standing there.
I want to take it back,
more than you know.
the rain keeps me company,
while I wait...
for snow.
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Wilted Love
PoetryThis is a set of poems of thoughts I've had, I hope other people can relate to them please vote and comment! <3
